A sad conversation on the construction scaffold

Fuzzy and Danbo sit high up on a construction scaffold in front of mummy Marian's house. The view is fantastic, but they are a little sad.

 

FUZZY:

I no longer miss my beloved native Canada so much my dear Danbo.

It's nice living in the Netherlands. But you know...I miss my and your friend Bogart. www.flickr.com/photos/40262251@N03/

Do you miss Bogart too?

 

DANBO: (tear in his eye)

Bugart...Bugart...luv Bugart...miss Bugart

 

FUZZY:

Oh no Danbo...don't cry or your screws will rust.

I wonder how Bogart will be.

Maybe he's busy or lying in the spring sun.

 

DANBO:

Rrrrrring Bugart...rring...Bugart.

 

FUZZY:

That's a good idea Danbo to call Bogart.

Only I don't know his phone number.

 

DANBO:

Nlet..nlet...in...Bugart

 

FUZZY:

Nlet..in??? Oh...you mean internet.

That's a good idea too, only I don't know how the internet works.

 

DANBO:

Wrrrte...wrte...let...let...Bugart!!!!

 

FUZZY:

Wrrrte???? Oh...you mean I should write Bogart a letter.

Also a good idea, but alas...I can't write.

Sigh...I don't know what to do anymore.

 

Fuzzy holds Danbo tightly and they comfort each other.

Done